Meng Chuan looked at the new chat window and Little Baldy's avatar, puzzled. What did Little Meng want with him? Why message him privately?
Meng Qi: Great Emperor, I need to tell you something! It's urgent! Really, really urgent!
Meng Chuan: What is it? Did Shaolin decide your Fierce Vajra reputation was worth keeping you around after all?
Since Meng Qi had messaged him privately, Meng Chuan wasn't about to ask him about it on the livestream.
Meng Qi: That's the second scariest thing. What happened to me just now was the scariest!
Meng Qi: Great Emperor, I was watching your livestream and saw that Space-Time Passage. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt like I had some connection to it!
Meng Chuan's brow twitched. His first instinct was to lecture Meng Qi: Just because you crossed into another world, you think every Space-Time Passage is related to you?
But as the words reached his lips, Meng Chuan froze.
Hiss!
That world actually might have something to do with Meng Qi!
But... hiss! No way, right?
Meng Chuan opened his mouth, but couldn't get a word out for a long while.
Meng Qi had no idea what Meng Chuan was thinking and kept chattering away.
Meng Qi: My mind went blank for a second, and whoosh, I was somewhere else! Guess what I saw? The River of Fate! The actual River of Fate! [Bleep—]
Meng Chuan: Little monk, calm down. Don't swear, or you'll get bleeped.
Meng Qi: Huh? That happens? [Bleep—] Hey, it's true! [Bleep—] This is fun! [Bleep—bleep—bleep—]
[System: Administrator Meng Qi has violated the rules of civil conversation and is muted for three minutes]
Meng Chuan: You were asking for it! Serves you right.JPG
Three minutes later
Meng Qi: Doesn't everyone know Little Meng